Why it's safe to let it all go


There are times in life when it seems that everything we've got has somehow been tied up in knots. It seems that the harder we try to make things right, the tighter it all gets.

Truth is, that's when we're meant to just let go. 

We let go-not to forget, and not to give up-but to be released from the burden of trying not to mess it all up.

We can let go because Christ never lets go of us. 

We can release our hold on this fragile life, because Christ never moves from His place of control.

Just as He stood sovereign on the day that He breathed this whole wide world into existence, so He stands in control of it all now.

Just as He stood as Lord over the great flood waters, so He stands sovereign over the raging seas inside of our lives.




Our letting go might make us feel like all is falling out of control, but in reality, it's simply a step out of the way so that He can have His better way.

When we refuse to release our hold on the way that our life goes, we are refusing to let the God of the universe run our life the way He intended to from the beginning.

When we try to lend a hand, try to choose the course we think we should take, we dim the light of His unfathomable grace. When we try to make it all turn right, we've begun to limit His power within our lives.

A stranger form of grace


If you're life is anything like mine, you have quite a few days in your life that might be marked with confusion. You can have a hundred days in a row that seem to make a crystal clear pattern, and you can have a consistent row of happenings that seem to lead in a certain direction, and then you can have one single day when nothing seems to make sense at all.

So what do we do with these days that just don't seem to make sense? The twirling circumstances around us don't match what we thought would come next. Maybe it's a storm that seems to creep up on us with out a hint of warning, or maybe it's a blank, empty nothingness when you thought for sure there was going to be something of a grander size.

When God's forever on-time, but never on-demand



This past week I turned through the pages of Ann Swindell's Still WaitingI had only gotten as far as the first few paragraphs of the introduction before something hit me good and hard. 

"God's people are often called to be a waiting people-not because He is unkind or unloving, but rather the exact opposite. God's people are a waiting people because He is an on-time God, not an on-demand God." 
-Jess Connolly (author of Wild and Free)

Can a single one of us argue that those who follow Christ are strangers to ever waiting in life? There's a place hidden deep in each one of us that could easily bear the label of the place in which we must sit still and wait.